Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
Well, way up on the artic coast
Theres a club thats just the most
Its the place where the Russians go when the
Party lines on hold
The best night club in the U.S.S.R
Music, vodka, caviar
Its the Cossacks local spot when they
Come in from the cold to that
Chorus
Jukebox in Siberia
Poundin out hysteria
Get down, get down Vladivostock and
Drop a ruble in the slot of that
Jukebox in Siberia
Jukebox in Siberia
Verse 2
In the land of the midnight sun
Rasputins having so much fun
Trotsky, Marx and Lenin too
Theyre all drinkin at the bar
Kruschev, hes there lookin cool
Michel and Bresnev, shootin pool
Ivans up from Gorky park to
Hang out with the Czar, at that
Chorus
Bridge
When the needle hits that forty-five
All of Russia starts to jive
When Chuck Berry Rings that bell
You know the revolutions alive and well
Solo
Verse 3
Well deep beneath the polar ice
The Yankee sailors who dressed up nice
Take the sub up to the top so
They can get on down
Well if youre CIA of KGB
They might let you in for free
Theres a red star on the door
And you can hear the sounds
Of balalaikas ringing out
The Beatles singing Twist and Shout
I love the west, I love their beer
Im so glad Glasnost in here at that
Chorus
Outro
Jukebox in Siberia
Yeah that Jukebox
Yeah that Jukebox
Yeah that Jukebox in Siberia that
Jukebox
Yeah that Jukebox in Siberia